“Stupid dog…!” Ibara wiped the slobber and tears off his face and glasses to the best of his ability, only having the rough fabric of his uniform to work with.

What a humiliating sight, a boy who’s spent all his life training for war can’t even fight off a dog. Surely, his fellow soldiers wouldn’t ever be in this position. He just has to work even harder to be able to surpass them..

He makes sure to put on a stoic face before anyone step into the locker room and see him. He’s hungry, cold and sore, but so is everyone else. That’s no excuse to be weak..